"Tor's untraceable. It's like Firefox on...you can't access registered websites on it. Ever heard of the Deep Web? Well, it's really all that great, lots of black market stuff, but sometimes you get a gem and that's pretty awesome. I'll get you set up."

Mitchell leaned back against the wall after they entered a curving hall lined in doors. He held out a key on a telephone bungie cord and let Henry take it from him.

"Home sweet home," he said softly. "You're not going to be allowed to leave the Hub for a little while. You're not exactly a prisoner, you didn't do anything wrong, but it's just in case something followed you. We have the ability to protect you and the whole world from it here. But up there? All bets are off."